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helplessHelpless[/bHe coluld do nothing to escape the lip gloss brush across his lips as hehad just started the engine to the car and done up his seat belt when shereached over and applied it to his lips. He had thought she was going toput it on her own lips and was caught by surprise by her sudden act.She told him, “Pucker up your lips like you see other women do.”Having just had lip gloss put on his lips against his will why did heobey this direct instruction? He could have refused as he wasn’t a womanwas he? He felt the sticky feeling on his lips of the lip gloss she hadjust applied as he did as he was told and puckered his lips. Did doingthis make him a woman? It certainly felt very feminine. He saw it was avery obvious shiny deep red gloss as he looked at himself in the rearview mirror (as well a woman might when applying lipstick or lip gloss). Why was he looking at himself in the mirror? It was not like he was awoman was it?There was however no mistaking that he was wearing lip gloss or lipstick.”Don’t worry,” she giggled. “It will come off in 24 hours!”As a seasoned reader of this type of story you know better. You wear lipgloss yourself and you know no lip gloss lasts for that long does it?But before you criticize my story remember our hero is an ordinaryignorant male who had just been tricked into wearing lip gloss for thefirst time in his dull vanilla life and he does not yet have your levelof sophistication but he is learning fast. He has just learnt to applylip gloss after all and the way he puckered his lips and checked himselfin the rear view mirror was unmistakably feminine.That wasn’t the first step she’d taken him along on the road tofemininity that day either as she had caught him with a mascara brush afew minutes earlier too! He’d been in the bathroom putting illegal bahis some gel inhis long blonde hair when she had quickly reached over and got his lefteyelashes with a quick flick of her brush.”Hey what’s the big idea?” he asked, not quite as angrily as he wouldhave if he was really annoyed he was wearing mascara, but in a way thattried to suggest he was against what she had just done.He followed this up with the ironic and surprisingly perceptive “Are youtrying to turn me into a girl?”Did he realize? The others had generally taken the mascara step as alittle joke of hers and did not appear to anticipate she would takematters any further. Yet she had. Almost every time. You see he wasn’tthe first boyfriend she had done this too but she knew that if she wantedto turn him into a girl she was going to have to be slightly more subtleabout it than telling him that this was exactly what she had intended todo.Her first boyfriend had left her shortly after “Mascara Gate” as heclearly felt threatened by what she had done to him given she had alsonaively told him she wanted to turn him into her girlfriend. A fewboyfriends later, through trial and error, she had had her first success.He was her fourth boyfriend. He had had “the Op” and was now working asa Kylie Minogue tribute act. He has well and truly taken his walk on thewild side.She gave Mr Perceptive her whole list of male celebrities who woremascara. I know what you are thinking – normally his girlfriend puttingmascara on a man should be enough to put him on notice that she wastrying to feminize him? But the throwing in of the list was just enoughto disguise what she obviously intended. She cleverly exploited hisconfusion as she persuaded him to let her complete the job on the groundshe would look odd otherwise.Just illegal bahis siteleri then she noticed how he fluttered his eyelashes like a real woman!Oh he was going to look good as a girl!She had learnt that taking a man along the road to femininity involvednot telling him directly what she was doing whilst taking him firmly bythe hand along the road by telling him what to do as she helped him tomake each step until he was walking that road himself and believed he hadalways wanted to be a woman.If he had showed reluctance she was ready to belittle what she was doingand challenge his masculinity by saying something like “You can’t be muchof a man if you are threatened by a little bit of mascara/lipstick/eye-shadow…”He had not showed any reluctance yet and having been outwitted twice hewas now in a car full of women. Furthermore he was the only one wearinglip gloss and mascara!At this point she “accidentally” sprayed him with a bit of her perfume.”Hey what was that for?””Sorry it was an accident! But you have to admit it isn’t out of placewith your lippy and mascara,” she teased. “Anyway no-one will notice.Besides you are in a car full of women and it is only normal that youcome out smelling like one of us.”She was playing her hand like a confident poker player. He had now notreally raised any objections to wearing mascara, lip gloss and perfumeand she had no intention of stopping there. He had also swallowed herlies that it was normal for him to smell of perfume and no-one wouldnotice the lip gloss or mascara.He was, however, subconsciously aware that something was not quite (whathis vanilla mind would call) right and was a lot quieter than he wouldnormally be.As they drove on through the night he became distracted by trying to stayawake and had completely canlı bahis siteleri forgotten the lip gloss and mascara by the timethey had started to get low on petrol. They pulled in to a servicestation and she and the other girls pretended to be asleep in case hetried to persuade one of them to pay for the petrol (if he remembered howhe looked).The thought did not occur to him though as he had forgotten that he waswearing lipstick and mascara as well a generous “accidental” spray ofperfume. He was puzzled when the petrol pump attendant had looked at himand said, “It takes all sorts.”Stranger still she and the girls were all awake and wanted a group photo.They were each wearing a red rose hair clip. She started fussing withhis hair and suddenly he realized she wanted him to wear a hair clip toobut he could not see it. He feigned reluctance to wear it but she knewhe was further along the road than that from his mannerisms. She and thegirls simply called him a “killjoy” and he had an identical rose hairclipon. He simply did not register that she had just brushed his hair fromright to left and therefore with his mascara and lip gloss he looked themost feminine of the four of them. The other girls were all wearingmatching lip gloss in solidarity with their new “sister” for a”sisterhood on the road” facebook picture.”I want to make a running bet with you,” she said. “I bet I can make youlook more girly by 10:00pm each day of our holiday than the rest of usand that you will enjoy it. If you don’t enjoy it you can stop.””For the first day the most girly looking one of us must dress as aFrench Maid.””From then on if I win and you look the most girly you must agree to dowhatever I tell you for the next day. If you win you and either one ofthe other girls or me look more girly than you, you get to tell us whatto do.”It sounded fun to him until he saw the facebook picture.It was at that point that he realized he was going to spend the next daydriving across the country dressed as a French Maid and remembered thathe was wearing lip gloss and mascara.

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